A Bond of Broken Things. The Silvery Drop & The Eldritch Seed, #1

Par : Ed D. McKeehan
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  • FormatePub
  • ISBN8224401178
  • EAN9798224401178
  • Date de parution21/04/2024
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  • Infos supplémentairesepub
  • ÉditeurDraft2Digital

Résumé

The world as you knew it is gone, shattered in a monstrous echo of a hunger not of this earth. From the ashes rises a symphony of chaos, where monstrous transformations are the only law, and survival lies not in purity, but in adaptation. You won't find heroes here. Anya, driven by a protective rage warped into monstrous defiance, and Bran, fueled by an ambition echoing the very corruption he battles, are bound by monstrous necessity.
They are the disruptors, their monstrous forms wielding the ancient hunger and the corrupted power of their enemy, turning disharmony into their weapon. Within their fractured haven, a monstrous sanctuary in a corrupted forest, fragile echoes of a lost humanity cling to life. Every touch, every act of fragmented healing, is a defiant note in a discordant song. Yet, the Unseen's influence lingers, and from the depths of their broken world, shadows emerge - echoes of an older, crueler power. This is a war fought not on battlefields, but within the monstrous forms they've become.
Every defiance, every monstrous transformation, is an echo that ripples outward, fueling their desperate symphony of survival against cosmic hunger and the chilling whispers of forgotten horrors. Are you ready to enter a world where monsters aren't born, but made, and the line between savior and destroyer lies in the dissonant echo of your own monstrous heart?